Jingxing Takes Office

Upon reaching the corridor, Kenneth Zaitian bowed respectfully. "Mr. Jingxing, it is now my turn to report to you."

He produced a manila folder from somewhere and tucked it into his arm. "Now that you've chosen our Traditional Projects Department, I'd like to first explain our department's reputation to you."

"Our Traditional Projects Department is one of the newest of the company's seven departments, and in terms of seniority, it's far less experienced than the Building Materials Logistics Department. However, we are the one the seven-member board of directors trusts the most because we are the safety net for the company's development."

"Speaking of which, Interastral Peace Entertainment is also under your jurisdiction, right?" Jingxing wasn't interested in those things; he went straight to asking about what he wanted to know.

"Yes, Interastral Peace Entertainment belongs to our Traditional Projects Department." Kenneth nodded. "Singing, acting, or other artists—the company doesn't value these projects that aren't directly related to Preservation, but business always needs someone to manage it. So this project fell to us. The Market Development Department is constantly Trailblaze new markets, and we'll then push the Interastral Peace Entertainment project there, so that the indigenous people can also enjoy the world's most advanced entertainment."

"Heh." Jingxing remained noncommittal. It sounded nice, but in essence, it was just a means of "colonization."

On the other hand, the cause of Preservation is at least for the good of people, and is far better than some of those Masked Fools like to cause trouble, or the Antimatter Legions that only know how to destroy.

"To be honest, Interastral Peace Entertainment's revenue doesn't account for a large portion of the company's total revenue," Kenneth readily admitted. "But there's a lot of miscellaneous work involved, so Oswaldo has been clamoring for us to run Interastral Peace Entertainment for a long time. Although I don't know what his plans were, Director Fleming agreed with his opinion, which gave us an extra task."

He paused here, as if he felt he had said too much and was a little discouraged, so he simply switched the folder with another hand.

"My father doesn't concern himself with Interastral Peace Entertainment for most of the year, so everyone in the department isn't really focused on it right now," Kenneth Zaitian added. "If you'd like to take over the management of Interastral Peace Entertainment, I think my father would be very happy."

"Forget it, I have no interest in looking at company reports every day." Jingxing Xing shook his head repeatedly. "Although I am very interested in Interastral Peace Entertainment, I have no intention of personally managing it."

"In that case," Kenneth smiled sincerely, "I don't need to introduce you to Scar-Eyed Madam, the head of the Business Consolidation Department who has a deep partnership with Interastral Peace Entertainment. After all, we rarely contact other departments except for matters related to Interastral Peace Entertainment."

Jingxing extended his hand. "I still need her contact information because, although I won't be involved in management, I will express some opinions regarding specific projects or celebrities."

"Okay, I'll give you her contact information right away." Kenneth Zaitian bowed slightly.

In the afternoon, a notice was posted on the company intranet, signed by Louis Fleming.

The fact that this board member, who had long ago announced his retirement, spoke out again naturally attracted the attention of many high-level officials.

The announcement was brief, consisting of only one line: A veteran P47 with 723 Amber Eras of experience has officially returned to Interastral Peace Corporation, joining the Traditional Projects Department with unchanged rank and benefits. However, the name field was empty, marked as locked. Even the P48s couldn't see it.

Issuing a notice is nothing special in itself—the company issues dozens every day. What's strange is the locked access section—meaning that only the seven board members could see this P47 name.

The Market Development Department's offices were located on the east side of Pier Point. After reading the notice, Oswaldo Schneider seemed to be deep in thought. After pondering for a while, he summoned three subordinates.

"Go check it out," he said. "I heard there was an unidentified P47 at customs; try to get the surveillance footage and find out what this person looks like."

The first subordinate asked, "Are you looking into the identity of another P47? What if the seven-member board of directors finds out...?"

"I don't need to check his identity," Oswaldo shook his head. "After all, I personally kicked him out of the Market Development Department."

But Oswaldo was very curious about why this person could disappear for over seven hundred Amber Era. No, how could he survive for so long? Was he really still a "human"?

"I think Yaboli will definitely be very interested in my senior from the Market Development Department." He smirked.

In the Strategic Investment Department, Diamond, who was both the department head and the Preservation Emanator, called his subordinates together for a brief meeting.

He sat at the end of the long table and handed the printed notice to the Ten Stonehearts.

"Find him," Diamond said, "And befriend him. With the support of such a senior figure, even if we remain neutral in Zaitian, it would be enough to sway the Traditional Projects Department to our side."

Zhenzhu looked up. "What if we can't find it? The Traditional Projects Department rarely has any overlap with our business."

"Check the recent customs surveillance footage from Pier Point," Diamond said, squinting. "Check Kenneth Zaitian's whereabouts, check if there's anything unusual about Zaitian lately."

Aventurine turned the chip in his hand over, smiling gently, "Minister, leave this to me. Exposing a P47 with over seven hundred years of Amber Era experience is quite a challenge."

Diamond's gaze fell on Sugilite, though he actually preferred Sugilite to investigate, but the former Mournful Actors showed no interest in speaking.

Diamond smiled helplessly, "Aventurine, then you can go, but watch your attitude, don't piss people off."

"I'm always very polite to respected seniors," Aventurine said with a smile, rising to his feet. "I believe he certainly is."

After the meeting, Diamond sat alone in a chair with his eyes closed.

"Director... what exactly are you planning to do by suddenly introducing the P47?"

The next morning, Jingxing received a stack of business cards from Kenneth Zaitian in Zaitian office on the top floor of the Traditional Projects Department.

"From yesterday afternoon to this morning," Kenneth Zaitian placed his business card on the table, "We received forty-seven permission requests and eleven meeting applications. Everyone really wants to be friends with Mr. Jingxing."

What he didn't say was that none of these people could recall Jingxing's name, only referring to him vaguely. This gave Kenneth a small sense of vanity, as if he knew more than they did.

Jingxing flipped through the business cards of the owners— Market Development Department, Strategic Investment Department, Talent Incentives Department... There were many names he had heard of, such as Miss Topaz, who had once tried to collect debts from him on behalf of Herta.

"Should we meet her and tease her?" Jingxing raised an eyebrow.